Looking towards the direction she pointed out, he nodded. “Probably; hopefully.” He sighed in relief at the thought of being one step closer to getting away from the camp permanently. As they walked closer, he got increasingly antsy; he wanted to run.
When he could see the outline of a gas pump, he nearly broke in to a sprint. “Yes, that’s it!” He almost yelled, and looked over at Serena with a smile. “We’re almost out of here.”
As they drew closer and closer, she pulled out her phone, laughing in shock. ”Full bars!” she cried, feeling a sense of relief and hope fill her. ”I can call Janet now!”
Slowly coming to a stop in the light of the gas station, she quickly speed-dialed the secretary, knowing that the older woman would definitely pick up. ”Janet!” she said quickly as the woman answered. ”I’m so sorry, but I need your help! Something happened at the camp—what do you mean you know? Send a car to the gas station just down the road!” She paused as Janet explained how long it would take, told her to hide out inside the building until the car got there. ”Thanks, Janet,” she breathed with relief before ending the call.
Turning to Cooper, she smiled brightly, genuinely happy. ”Our ride is on the way. We’re going to get out of here soon.” She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him close. ”Thank God.”
He understood, probably more than he should have. Any normal person wouldn’t, but he wasn’t normal. Neither of them were. He nodded grimly. “We all have our problems with our parents. I guess we just have it harder than others.
We’re kinda like kindred spirits, huh?” He said with a smirk, even though their situations aren’t something to be celebrated, or smirked at.
She gave a small laugh, wiping one finger across her eyes to dry the tears before he could see them. ”I guess that’s what we are,” she answered quietly, though it hurt a little to say. It was like getting friendzoned, only worse; she was “kindred-spirits”-zoned.
Keep your mind on what’s important! Serena berated herself. Getting away from the serial killer at your back is much more important than worrying about the boy walking beside her.
Changing the subject, she pointed towards a distance light dead ahead. ”Do you think that’s the gas station Bianca talked about?”
When the subject of his parents came into focus, he tensed up. He’d never told anyone about them. Even if someone asked, he waved the question off and changed the subject. But this wasn’t just any situation, they were running for their lives. And it might have been appealing at first, but taking that secret to the grave suddenly didn’t feel right.
“My Parents…where do I start? Well for one, we never really got along. They were too serious, too…conservative and I’m none of those things. So as I got older, I started being more vocal about it. They hated it.
“Then my dad got a really great job offer in another country and he took it. But I didn’t want to go, and we argued about it right up until the day came for us to move. I offered to stay here jokingly at first, and they said yes. So they moved to some country in Europe and I stayed here. They visited often but when they did, we just argued so they came less and less until it was just once a year.”
By the time he finished, he was looking away from her, down the road. But that wasn’t where his attention was; that was in the past.
Sensing that he didn’t want comfort, she simply squeezed his hand, leaning closer to him. ”Yeah, I can understand that.” She took a deep breath, ready to say something she hadn’t told anyone, the reason why she never let anyone come over to her house. ”My parents…they’re so mad at each other all the time, they don’t even realize I’m there. I mean, sure, I don’t want them to know when I’m sneaking out, but once they were walking in from the garage as I was sneaking out at like one in the morning and they just…kept fighting.”
She gave a hard laugh, forcing back tears with resentment. ”The only reason they won’t get a divorce is because it ‘looks bad’. All they care about is their place in society. As if that’s as important.” She was on a roll, unable to stop the words that were desperate to tumble out. ”They don’t even share a room anymore! And the morning before I left for this stupid camp, I left with them arguing over who had to drive me to the bus. They are so involved in their petty squabbles that they don’t even realize that I’m old enough to drive myself!”
Realizing that she had just completely unloaded on him, she quickly glanced up, hoping to catch the situation before he thought she was crazy. She hadn’t intended to tell him everything, yet, somehow, it had come out. Damnit, she needed to learn to keep a lid on her mouth!
She still looked a little disheveled, but he wasn’t going to push it. He nodded and turned back to the road, pointing to the direction they had to follow. “It shouldn’t be long before we reach the station. Let’s go.” He said, taking her hand this time and walking in the direction.
Keeping a tight hold on his hand, she couldn’t help glancing between his face and her phone screen, waiting for a change in either of them. As always, he was completely unreadable; unfortunately, her phone wasn’t showing any service either.
Though she knew it was a better idea to be quiet in times like this, she couldn’t. Averting her gaze from his, she asked quietly, “You know, I never had the courage to ask, but I figure it might be now or never. Why aren’t your parents ever home?”
He nodded, before turning to her as she moved closer to him. Surprised by her sudden reaction, he asked, “Are you alright?” She probably wasn’t cold, so her shiver was unexpected.
She knew she had to keep it together. Turning a weak smile up to him, she murmured, “I’m fine.” Of course, her mind was running a mile a minute. Though they were relatively safer than they had been on the campgrounds, they weren’t exactly out of the woods yet, no pun intended. Until they were safely back in Pine Crest, she didn’t trust even the smallest sound. Danger was all around them and, honestly, she didn’t want to do this alone.
Thank God he hadn’t left without her.
“It’s uh, this way.” He said, taking her wrist in his grasp and guiding her up the trail their buses took. It was crazy how wild it was, it didn’t feel at all like this in the bus. He doesn’t remember the ride being as bumpy as it should have been.
Once they reached the top of the trail, he sighed in relief. Now they don’t have to keep running, at least. All they really have to do is just follow the road until they get to the gas station. “Now would be a good time to call someone,” He noted.
Hastily snatching her phone out of her pocket, she checked for signal. ”I’ve only got one bar; I might not have enough signal to hold the call. We’re gonna have to walk a little bit…farther.” Her voice trailed off as a shiver tore through her and she pushed herself closer to him.
17, but I’m trying to find more people that RP outside of my universe.
ooc; I’m willing to RP outside of my universe, though I won’t let it affect the One Good Scare universe. (: